Perhaps predictably, the morning did not go the way I hoped for it to. It began by being unable to breathe last night and having to prop myself up on cushions on the sofabed in my office so I could eventually sleep. I did wake up at a not-unreasonable hour, around 10 to 8, and thought, well, okay, I can work with this, and got up and fed the cats and came back upstairs to work.

Wrote a paragraph, then, after about fifteen minutes of nodding off at the computer, just went back to bed.

Got up again at 10, have showered and eaten an almost-flavourless bowl of oatmeal, which was harder than one might imagine, because I cannot breathe and eat at the same time, so it was, “Take a breath, hold it, eat some oatmeal, let the breath out, sit there and pant for a few seconds because holding one’s breath is oddly exhausting when one has a cold; repeat.” Deeply annoying.

However, I’m up, I’m awake, I’m going to go write.

But first I’m going to plead with you all to go to Jim’s website and pre-order the first Dresden Files comic. And check out the completely delicious Young Harry artwork Ardian’s done.

My God. I’m so proud of them both, but every time I see Ardian’s art up there getting more and more beautiful and knowing how talented he is and having had the chance to work with him and seeing him getting his big break, I get all emo. This is a goddamned happy ending, and it’s only the beginning.